𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴 (𝐛𝐦𝐥𝐚)

11

imani and alana started getting ready for the party around 8. brandon said showing up anytime would be okay. imani wore a tight fitting burgundy dress with tan heels and alana wore a loose tan dress and black heels.

the girls put on a light makeup look and ordered an uber. both girls wanted to get shitfaced tonight and neither wanted to be the designated driver.
they arrived at the party around 9:30. imani immediately looked for brandon but couldn't find him in the crowd. zion spotted the two girls over the crowd and yelled for them to come over. "imani, alana, over here!" the girls made their way over to a group of people that consisted of zion, nick, izzy, choppy, and parker. both girls hugged everyone and started their own conversations. imani on the other hand couldn't get into a conversation, she was too busy searching for brandon. nick noticed and spoke up, "brandon's in the backyard by the way."  nick said not knowing that brandon had left the party to pick up a few more cups. "oh, thank you"

imani went out to the back yard to look for brandon, but he was nowhere in sight. she searched for brandon all of the house until she grew tired of searching. she headed over to the drink table and mixed everything that contained alcohol. she was on her third cup before she was interrupted by a tall dark skin guy she'd never seen before. "you tryna dance or blackout right now?" he was pretty cute and clearly had a sense of humor, so she said, "fuck it, let's go."

the two made their way to the dance floor right as Sin City by Chrishan came on. imani put her back to the guy's front and slowing started to grind on him. his hands slid down to imani's hips. she was enjoying this a little bit more than she probably should've. "i'm Aubrey by the way." he whispered into her ear. imani tilted her head to the side as he started to peck kisses on her neck. "i'm imani"

brandon walked into his house, placed the cups on the kitchen counter,  and searched for his nearest friend. he found nick first. "you seen imani?"  "yeah she was just looking for you, but now i think she dancing with somebody."  "the fuck, who she dancing with?"  "i dunno, it's too dark in this bitch to tell." brandon pushed pass every person in his way trying to get to imani. he finally found the girl tightly wrapped around a tall figure. his body heated up instantly. he walked over and grabbed imani's wrist forcefully. "ow the fuck, oh brandon where you been? i've been looking for you everywhere." "yeah you must've been looking really hard." brandon said, sarcasm laced in his voice. "i'm not done dancing yet." imani tried to remove her wrist from brandon's grip but he wasn't letting go. "dude how about you just go back, she's not tryna leave right now" brandon looked up at the man who was clearly taller than him. "i'm good actually, and yes, she is leaving." "nigga, she just said she's not tryna leave though." brandon took a step closer to aubrey. "i don't give a fuck what she said, she's leaving." "damn you got a big attitude for such a small guy." brandon pushed aubrey against a wall about to punch him before imani intervened. "brandon you are not about to start a fight, let's go." "nah, you're little boyfriend wants to start some shit so let me finish it" brandon said as he moved imani out of the way. aubrey just laughed. "nigga, you pathetic if you think i'm about to fight you over a bitch." those words triggered something in brandon, imani on the other hand had been called worse so didn't even pay attention to it. the two started to walk off until brandon mumbled, "yeah i'm not letting that shit slide. he quickly turned around and took a swing at aubrey, landing it right in his jaw. the two started fighting like dogs on the ground. after brandon had gotten a few good punches in, imani pulled him off of  aubrey and drug him to the restroom to clean him off.

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